Frottage Sex Novels & Stories

ONE; SEX PARTY pushed open the heavy wooden door of the sprawling frat house, and the assault hit me instantly—a thick, humid wall of sweat, musk, and the sharp, unmistakable tang of fresh cum. The electronic bass throbbed through the floorboards and up my legs like a second heartbeat, but it was drowned out by the symphony of guttural grunts, broken moans, high-pitched whimpers, the relentless wet slap of flesh on flesh, and the occasional raw, desperate cry of “fuck me harder” or “don’t stop, I’m coming again.”

Frank pushes her down gently so the girl’s chest is laying on the sink and he positioned himself properly, ass almost up in the air, Anna gulps, ready to get her brains fucked out, even imagining being dumb afterwards after all this. “Does it feel good for you too? Do you like how much your big cock is stretching me out, how it’s throbbing—aaahh—so hard inside me?” Anna asks shamelessly, her hips matching Frank’s movements. Frank pulls out suddenly and turns her around, lifting her up until she’s sitting at the edge of the sink, he grabs her legs and pulls her closer, her back leaning on the mirror, her legs parted and he just stares at her pussy, all wet, open and tender.

"She just birthed twins. I couldn't get the friction I wanted. So, I ended up fisting her slack lips till she came." "Nah.....no pussy can be slack with his monster in them." Kane bragged, wrapping a hand around Jax's to pump himself harder. "Moving on. Do you guys like slow or rough sex? " Came the next question. "Rough!" Jax growled, abs tightening indicating he was close to coming. "Slamming into her without stopping, hitting her ass while she cries and begs." "Slow at first, then rough." Rocco said in a husky voice. "I love buildup. Tease at first, then pound the bitch raw."

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.